Poetic Asides 047 Prompt
Curiosity Killed The Cat
Tip-toe into the room
Black as pitch
And all left alone
What do you see
When you look out
Into the dark
Do you see me
Do you feel me
Standing here
Waiting
To catch you
To tease you
To eat you
Whole alive and throbbing
Kicking and screaming
Oh boo hoo
The kitty car died
Should have minded
His own business
Instead of mine
